This Lord is Too Cruel

"It's okay." Grandpa Cat didn't care about his hands, but raised his eyes and stared at Feng Aotian.

Seeing him like this, Leng Peihan stopped asking more questions, raised his eyes and watched the situation of the two in the sky.

Feng Aotian still wielded the long whip freely, and Xuanyuan Yu also easily accepted the move. The two were like two long winding dragons flying in the air.

Chu Lingtian hugged Xueke into the camp, put her on the bed, and watched her face pale, and the whole figure seemed to fall asleep, without the madness and playfulness of the past, and her delicate appearance, she was calm and quiet. .

He looked at Xue Ke like this, his mind moved, and Jin was pulled up, covering her body, sitting on one side, raising his hand, stroking her cheek, his eyes froze.

Time passed, the empty night sky, the sound of the collision between the long whip and the sword resounded throughout the sky, and the soldiers of the Xuanmo Kingdom raised their eyes together, from the initial vigilance, to the later astonishment, to the inconceivableness of today, there is still a trace of inexplicability. Excited, they wanted to see the king in their hearts winning, so they all looked expectantly and cheered secretly.

Father Cat could also feel the atmosphere around him, he couldn't help shaking his head, and continuing to stare at Feng Aotian. The master is now looking for someone to practice his hands.

Leng Peihan was stunned when he watched. The duel between the master and the master was so thrilling, not to mention the emperors of the two countries.

She felt a bit of reverence for Feng Aotian in her heart. While watching, she held her hands tightly, and secretly cheered Feng Aotian.

Until daybreak, the two were still entangled, and the outcome was unclear.

Looking at the situation like this, Mr. Cat thought, the master’s anger should have disappeared a lot now, but he was unwilling to go up and stop it. Certainly, looking at Xuanyuanyu’s handsome and innocent face, he wanted to let him The master taught him well.

Feng Aotian raised his long whip, like the first ray of light in the morning, and slashed directly towards Xuanyuanyu's front door.

Xuanyuan Yu spun around lightly, the sword followed his wrist, piercing the strong light, then lifted his palm, and slammed his palm to Feng Aotian.

As soon as Feng Aotian moved his wrist, the long whip wrapped around the sword in his hand, and with a strong pull, the sword was released from his hand. The sword rotated with the long whip, and with internal strength, turned the direction, carrying a double The intensity is extremely sharp, and he stabs directly at Xuanyuan Yu.

Xuanyuan Yu was shocked and hurriedly turned sideways, avoiding the sword, but saw a cold wind hit him, a palm on his chest, and then his body fell down.

He was bitter in his heart, thinking that if he fell in front of his own soldiers, he would have no face. When he lightly tapped his feet, he would spin up, his heart hurt, unable to use force, and his body sag faster.

He raised his eyes, but saw Feng Aotian's head in his eyes cold and severe, his eyes were cold, and his handsome face was filled with annoyance for the first time. He did not expect that Feng Aotian's martial arts would be higher than him.

The soldiers of the Xuanmo Kingdom watched as their king whirled down from mid-air like this, all expressions were stunned, standing blankly, no one responded. The most urgent thing is to go and catch them. king.

Xuanyuan Yu felt that he was faceless today, gritted his teeth fiercely, waiting to fall to the ground, seeing him fall to the ground, at this moment, he was thinking about how to make him fall more beautiful, don’t Too ugly.

Feng Aotian stared at Xuanyuan Yu for a day and night, feeling really comfortable in his heart, then flew down, and the long whip in his hand rolled up his waist. Before everyone could react, Xuanyuan Yu had fallen on Feng Aotian. In the arms.

The soldiers of the Xuan Mo country watched his king fall in the arms of another man, and took a breath of air in disbelief, still looking stunned.

Father Cat looked at the scene of the hero saving the beauty, his mouth twitched, and then flew up and landed beside Feng Aotian, "Master..."

Feng Aotian turned his eyes, attached to the ear canal, and then flew away with Xuanyuan Yu, disappearing.

Father Cat gave a cold snort, then fell to the ground, watching the two figures leave, then turned around and stepped into the camp.

The soldiers of Xuan Mo State waited for Feng Aotian to leave for a long time before reacting, and they all cast their eyes on Leng Peihan who was still standing outside the camp and watching.

Leng Peihan snorted coldly, "What's so good?" He turned around and entered the camp.

"What should I do now? The emperor was taken away." A lieutenant stepped forward, looked at the other lieutenant, and reacted first.

"What else can I do, wait for General Chu's order." Naturally, the deputy is not in control. Now, Chu Lingtian has the most power.

Father Cat stepped into Chu Lingtian's camp and saw him closing his eyes, guarding Xue Ke's side.

He snorted coldly, stepped forward, walked to the bed, raised his hand to grasp the pulse for Xue Ke, then looked at Chu Lingtian, kicked on his lap, "Your emperor has been taken away, you Pour peace of mind."

Chu Lingtian quickly opened his eyes and stared at Mr. Cat. He got up and turned around. He was about to rush out of the camp, but then turned back. He looked at Mr. Cat, "You are not here."

Father Cat curled his mouth coldly, "Sajia is leaving, can you stop it?"

Chu Lingtian stared at him, "If you don't leave now, it is naturally your master."

"You have become smarter." Father Cat didn't look at Chu Lingtian, but looked at Xue Ke, raised his hand, and pinched Xue Ke's nose, "I'm not awake yet, watch out for sleeping like a pig."

Xue Ke raised his hand and knocked off the hand of Mr. Cat, faintly woke up, raised his eyes, and saw Mr. Cat, "I'm tired."

"Be careful in the future." Father Cat turned around, raised his eyes, and glanced at Chu Lingtian again, "Don't cause trouble to the master."

Xue Ke didn't understand, she then got up, sat beside her cat, and asked, "Mao, where are you jealous?"

"You..." Father Cat twisted Xue Ke's ears and said four words, then got up, took out the silk kerchief, and covered his mouth and nose, "You haven't bathed in a few days. It smells really bad."

Xue Ke was stunned, staring at Father Cat, "Impossible, it's only half a month, how can you tell."

Father Cat raised his hand and hit Xue Ke on the head, "If you don't believe it, when you return to the palace, Father Xunjiu will show you."

Xue Ke was a little bit convinced, lowered her head, looked at her belly, raised her eyes, and glanced at Chu Lingtian with a complicated expression.

Chu Lingtian looked at Xue Ke this way, "What are you doing looking at me like this?"

Xue Ke snorted coldly, "You and I will part ways in the future, and we will never meet each other."

Chu Lingtian looked at her, really got a temper, and then said, "Who came here?"

Xue Ke hurriedly stepped up, "I'm here to find the master. What is your relationship with you? In the future, you will pretend not to know me."

Chu Lingtian stared at her for a long time, and the anger accumulated over the time broke out completely, "I can't ask for it."

Xue Ke stopped paying attention to him either, instead, turned around and looked at Father Cat, "When will the master come back?"

"Are you in a hurry?" Father Cat continued.

"No, I just don't want to see someone." Xue Ke said coldly.

Chu Lingtian listened, snorted coldly, and left the camp.

Xue Ke looked at Chu Lingtian's leaving figure, put away the anger on her face, and sat faintly on the chair, bowed her head, stroking her belly, frowning.

Leng Peihan looked at Xueke like this, then stepped forward and sat beside her, "He actually cares about you very much."

"What's the use of caring, after all, you can't be in the same place, I'm all fate with him." Xue Ke smiled, but her eyes were sad.

Grandpa Cat then sat down, looked at Xue Ke's appearance, and shook his head, "Are you not going to tell him?"

"What's the use of telling it? It's just a matter of days of trouble, I will support myself." Xue Ke looked sideways and looked at Father Cat, "Anyway, I still have you by my side."

Mr. Cat tilted his head slightly, "I don't care about the family."

Xue Ke gave a low laugh, then rolled her eyes and looked at Leng Peihan, "What are you looking at?"

"I envy you." Leng Peihan said with a smile, "to be so close to the emperor."

"What do you think?" Xue Ke raised her hand, patted Leng Peihan's shoulder, and said.

Leng Peihan said with a smile, "It's nothing, just sigh."

Xue Ke turned her eyes and watched Mr. Cat staring suspiciously at Leng Peihan. The corner of her mouth twitched, "Hey, suddenly I don't know where there is a vinegar smell, so sour."

Leng Peihan listened to Xue Ke's words, and then took a breath, "There is no vinegar smell."

Xue Ke laughed loudly and ignored her.

Chu Lingtian left the camp angrily, and saw the soldiers outside standing on the spot, looking at him.

He stepped forward, "The emperor will be the same, standing by."

"Yes." The lieutenants rarely saw Chu Lingtian's gloomy expression, they were shocked, and hurriedly responded, and went to work on their own.

Chu Lingtian raised his head, looked at the sky now, let out a low growl, then raised his steps and walked forward.

Xuanyuan Yu was wrapped around his waist by Feng Aotian, his hands were wrapped in a long whip, unable to move, his eyes were cold, "Where are you taking me?"

"Let you know what will happen if you don't listen to your master." Feng Aotian said solemnly.

Xuanyuanyu frowned his handsome eyebrows and stared at Feng Aotian. When did Xuanyuanyu hear other people's words, he was always the only master of Wuwu. He looked at her, "Do you really think I can't cure you?"

Feng Aotian pressed the corner of his mouth slightly, but did not answer, Feishen took him to the border of Feng Country, and then landed in the Furong Pavilion in this town.

"Master..." The old bust also sensed Feng Aotian's breath, and quickly stepped forward to welcome him.

Feng Aotian raised his eyes, looked at the handsome woman in front of him, and then said, "Ziyun, no one can come in without his master's order."

"Yes." Ziyun replied with his eyes down, and then stepped back.

Feng Aotian kicked the door of the room in front of him with a kick, took Xuanyuanyu into the room, and waved his hand to close the door.

Ziyun went downstairs and walked to the third floor, when the figure of Po fell.

"What did the master bring Xuanyuan Yu to here?" Ziyun looked at Po and hurriedly stepped forward, wondering.

"Then the house was arranged according to the original furnishings of the master?" Po said in a deep voice.

"Of course, all Furong Pavilions are the same." Ziyun quickly replied.

"In the past, the master would be like this, but now, what will happen." Poo said lightly.

Ziyun was startled at first, and quickly smiled, "This is Xuanyuanyu, Emperor Xuanmo, is the master tired of the delicate flowers in the palace, and likes such untamable wild flowers?"

Po looked sideways at Ziyun, "Curiosity killed the cat."

Ziyun nodded quickly, "Hey, let me do my own thing."

"Yeah." Po responded, and then flew away.

The furnishings in the room are very elegant, but there is a row of tool racks on one wall with various utensils and a torture rack.

Feng Aotian took Xuanyuanyu to the front of the torture frame, waved his bare hand, and clicked on Xuanyuanyu's acupoint, then tied him to the torture frame and looked at him directly.

When did Xuanyuan Yu receive such treatment, his eyes widened, staring at her, "Feng Aotian, do you dare to move me?"

Feng Aotian looked at him, "Do you know how the Lord treats disobedient beauties?"

Xuanyuan Yu looked sideways and looked at the torture rack on the side. Only then did he remember that when he knew Feng Aotian's preferences and cruel things before, he just laughed off, thinking that what she had done was nothing but naive things. Now that he is tied to this place, he is really not as good as it is in his heart. More importantly, he is Emperor Xuanmo. Whoever sees him is not bowing his head and proclaiming him. A move of his finger can destroy the world, he How many people have the power of life and death in his hands, but now he is tied here by the emperor of a small country. He stared at Feng Aotian coldly, "Don't regret it."

Feng Aotian raised his hand and took the large pair of scissors on the rack of torture. They were made of pure gold and they were very sharp. She slowly stepped forward and walked along his bright yellow brocade robe. After hearing a stab, the clothes on his body were cut to pieces, revealing his charming figure.

Feng Aotian lowered his head, staring at the cinnabar on his chest, his eyes sank, and he took a step forward, placing his fingers on the red cinnabar and gently stroking.

Xuanyuan Yu's eyes were slightly cold, he lowered his head and looked at Feng Aotian, "What do you want to do?"

Feng Aotian raised his hand, and the scissors in his hand made a clicking sound, "You said, where did you start the master first?"

Xuanyuanyu stared at her, "Do you dare? If you dare to do something to me, I will ruin the contract and I will surely step down Feng Guo."

Feng Aotian shook his head, "It's really not good."

As he said, the scissors were already on his body, and Xuanyuan Yu felt cold for a while. He lowered his head and watched the scissors pierce his skin. His eyes were cold, "Feng Aotian, what do you want to do? "

Feng Aotian's eyes gleamed slightly, "Father has said that, for a beauty who has always been disobedient, he has never been soft."

Xuanyuan Yu roared, "I am not one of those casual people in your palace."

Feng Aotian stepped forward again, putting his fingertips on his honey lips, "I've touched this place."

Xuanyuan Yu tilted his head slightly and avoided her annoying fingers. When he remembered what happened that day, he became angry again, "Huh, what about that?"

"How?" Feng Aotian stared at Xuanyuan Yu, "As long as the things that Lord Fan looks at, no matter how you use them, you will get your hands. What if you are Emperor Xuan Mo? Have you ever beaten the Lord? How dare you be disobedient, secretly Send soldiers to help Qiguo, and the Lord will let you see if the 100,000 people you brought can come back alive."

Listening to Feng Aotian’s words, Xuanyuan Yu felt that she was really boastful and uttered wild words. He could not beat her. However, all he had in his hand was a good soldier. With Bai Feng’s ability, he was naturally confident, and he whispered. "Do you really think I can't help you?"

Feng Aotian pointed at the cinnabar on his chest, "You are destined to be the master, and the defeated opponent of the master. If you are not obedient, the master will destroy you personally."

Xuanyuan Yu's bright eyes were cold, "Do you know what you are talking about?"

"Why, don't you believe it?" Feng Aotian raised his eyebrows and looked at him.

"Humph." Xuanyuan Yu tilted his head, obviously not convinced.

Feng Aotian squinted his phoenix eyes slightly, leaned forward, and looked directly into his eyes, "Master will make you believe."

She sternly said, raising her bare hand, and the iron chain on his wrist was loosened, and there were obvious bruises on his wrist. Feng Aotian raised his hand, took his waist, turned around, and threw him on the bed.

Xuanyuan Yu opened his eyes wide and used his inner strength to try to unlock the acupuncture points. However, after a few attempts, he failed. He shouted sharply, "Aren't you doing it for me?"

The hidden royal guard obeyed orders, and immediately surrounded the entire Furong Pavilion.

Feng Aotian's red lips twitched slightly, and then he said, "Lord will let you see if it is your secret guard or the master's person."

Xuanyuan Yu was about to speak when he saw Feng Aotian had lowered his head and bit his left shoulder. In an instant, he felt a pain in his shoulder and the smell of blood filled his nose.

Outside the Furong Pavilion, there was the sound of weapons colliding, while in the room, Feng Aotian pinched Xuanyuanyu’s wrist with both hands, raised his eyes, with blood stains on the corners of his mouth, and looked at him, "Believe it or not, the Lord will Bite the meat piece by piece?"

Xuanyuan Yu lowered his eyes, looking at the blood on his shoulders, his eyes sank, and he stared at Feng Aotian, "Feng Aotian, I will definitely show you a good look."

Seeing that he was still stubborn, Feng Aotian evoked a wicked smile, lowered his head, drew his lips and tongue across the bite, then slowly lowered an inch and bit down again.

Xuanyuan Yu never frowned. For him, he just remembered the pain deeply, and he would definitely get it back a hundred times in the future.

I don't know that after a long time, Xuanyuan Yu felt that his body was already numb with pain, and a thin layer of sweat was on his forehead. His beautiful face was indifferent, without any pain, just like Feng Aotian biting. It's not his body.

Feng Aotian raised her eyes and looked at the blood-red tooth marks everywhere on his body. She then lowered her head, looked directly at him, and slowly approached.

Xuanyuanyu stared at his face close at hand, looking at Feng Aotian in front of him. He was the king, the emperor who ruled the kingdom of Xuanmo, and his dependent countries treated him respectfully. He had never suffered such humiliation. He always thought, this There is no one in the world who can match him, but now, he is planted in Feng Aotian's hands, and if this person, if his heart is dark, this person's heart is several times darker than her.

He stared at Feng Aotian’s magnified face motionlessly. Her lips had been stained red with his blood, very bright red. Today she is like a blood-sucking monster, smiling, watching him while he It was like the prey in her mouth, waiting for her to taste it carefully.

Xuanyuan Yu was going crazy at this moment, he quickly turned his head and stopped looking at her.

Feng Aotian raised his hand and straightened his face, forcing him to look at him squarely. Her whole body exuded the innate air of a king, and he could not allow him to resist at all.

And even if Xuanyuan Yu is now being fiddled with as a puppet, he is still indifferent, and the emperor's air radiating from his body is not inferior to Feng Aotian.

Feng Aotian's red lips were printed on his lips, and he bit his lips between the teeth. She didn't let go until the bleeding came. Then she looked at Xuanyuanyu, "It looks like you don't want to be obedient?"

Xuanyuan Yu stared at her coldly, "Feng Aotian, you will regret it."

Feng Aotian curled his lips and smiled, "He never regrets what he does."

"Have you played enough?" Xuanyuan Yu took a deep breath, trying not to make himself look too embarrassed.

Feng Aotian then lay down on his side, listening to the sound of weapons mingling outside, "You said, when will your people rush in?"

Xuanyuan Yu also listened to the noise outside. Now, his acupuncture points have not been opened yet. He sideways, watching Feng Aotian, thinking of fighting with her last night. Her moves are ruthless, but hard. There is softness in it, so that he can't guess where he is from. Thinking of his martial arts, he has reached the stage of superb. Unexpectedly, Feng Aotian's martial arts is even more advanced than him, he can't help feeling I really underestimated her.

Seeing that he did not answer, Feng Aotian brushed his fingertips across the cinnabar mole on his chest, raised his eyes, and stared at him, "Xuanyuanyu, you are destined to not escape the palm of his hand."

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Xuanyuanyu stared at her, "What are you going to do?"

Feng Aotian's fingertips had already cut through his red cinnabar mole, and then he saw a drop of blood stamped out, "Master wants your heart."

Xuanyuan Yu raised his voice and sneered. This is the funniest joke he has ever heard since his life. His thin lips are slightly swollen, stained with blood, and slightly aroused, but they are very coquettish, "I have no heart."

Feng Aotian's eyes were cold, and he also raised his voice with a smile, "Master, here you are."

Xuanyuan Yu was startled, "Do you know what you are talking about?"

Feng Aotian aroused his blue silk scattered on one side, "You don't believe it?"

Xuanyuanyu snorted coldly, "I am the Emperor Xuanmo. You are just the emperor of a small country. Do you think that my millions of iron knights can't level your small land?"

Feng Aotian leaned slightly and raised his jaw, "Xuanyuanyu, how about a bet with you?"

"Huh, do you think so, you can make me succumb?" Xuanyuanyu's eyebrows were sneered and disdainful. He has always been confident that as the emperor of the Xuanmo country, he has the supreme power, a Phoenix country, for him What's more, it's just that, he didn't expect that Feng Aotian had such an ability, so that he underestimated her.

However, he will surely keep in mind the two violations of her against himself, and he will beg for them one by one when he sets foot in Fengguo.

Feng Aotian's eyebrows bend slightly, "My master's acupuncture technique is unique. If someone from you breaks in and sees you like this, do you think they would think so?"

Xuanyuan Yu's face was dark, and he whispered, "Dare they?"

Feng Aotian said in a loud voice, "If so, I will take you back like this. What will your people think when they see it?"

Xuanyuan Yu's eyes were ruthless, "Feng Aotian, you are looking for death."

"Master will not die, of course, you will not die." Feng Aotian touched his face, "If you win the bet, Master will let you go. You can send troops to attack Feng Country immediately, but, If you lose, you will obediently roll back to the country of Xuan Mo, listen to your master's words, and in accordance with the contract, don't have any thoughts about Feng Guo."

Xuanyuan Yu's eyes were cold, "What bet?"

Feng Aotian then got up, got off the bed, went to the table by himself, poured a cup of tea, "Gamble on the success or failure of the country, bet on the people you sent."

"Okay." Xuanyuan Yu responded readily, and he was also confident about this.

Feng Aotian looked at his unusually handsome face, covered with a layer of certain confidence, she smiled deeply, "If it is, Qiguo becomes, your men and horses rushed to the border smoothly, the master will lose, if it is, If Qiguo is defeated and your troops are wiped out, you have lost."

Xuanyuan Yu gave a low laugh, "Xiguo belongs to me."

Feng Aotian sat down and looked at Xuanyuan Yu along with his gaze, "Whose is it? After seven days, the decision will be made."

Xuanyuan Yu's eyes were shining coldly, Bai Feng was trained by him himself, he was a natural talent of generals, and he was capable of arranging troops without exception, and he could not lose.

Feng Aotian flicked her finger slightly, and then unlocked Xuanyuanyu's acupuncture points. She still sat at the table, staring at him with interest.

Xuanyuan Yu didn't like to see the blood. He lowered his head and looked at the blood stains on his body. He seemed to want something. Then, there was a chill, and then he threw up on the bed.

Looking at his appearance, Feng Aotian said solemnly, "Prepare for bath soup."

"Yes." Ziyun was still on the third floor, and he heard Feng Aotian's order and went to prepare the bath soup in person.

After a while, he ordered someone to bring the tub in, and then back out.

There was still constant fighting outside, and the soul led people to resist outside the Furong Pavilion, and he insisted that Xuan Mo's secret guard couldn't get close, so it was stalemate.

After Xuanyuan Yu vomited, he stubbornly stood up, and his clothes had been cut to pieces. Now he can't avoid it. He never likes to touch people, regardless of men and women, but now, he was touched by this **** man. , And, not once.

He thought about this, and he felt nauseous, no matter what, the pain of being bitten on his body, because of his talent and his will, he didn't feel how painful, but now he felt a biting pain all over his body.

He couldn't help shaking for a while, slowly stepped forward and walked to the tub.

Feng Aotian watched him hold on, then got up, stepped forward, and held his arm.

Xuanyuan Yu subconsciously threw it away, "I will do it myself."

Feng Aotian then raised his hand, took his waist, and gently, he slammed into her arms steadily, although she was much thinner than him, but her internal strength was higher than him. After a lot of time, Xuanyuanyu was more than half a head taller than Feng Aotian. Now, the ink was scattered and hit her cheek. He bowed his head and stared at her face, unspeakably weird.

He was tapped to open the acupuncture point now, and he naturally had strength, and then pushed her away, but Feng Aotian was cleverly imprisoned in his arms, she dragged him to the bathtub, and pushed him into the bathtub.

Xuanyuan Yu fell into the bathtub unexpectedly. The wound on his body touched the water and felt as uncomfortable as being pierced by a needle. He involuntarily frowned, but he didn't want Feng Aotian to see any ugliness of him, and still kept his face calm. Sitting in the tub, looking at her, "You go out, I want to take a shower."

Feng Aotian put his hands around his chest and stared at him, "Are you shy?"

Xuanyuan Yu's eyes curled slightly, and he whispered, "Who said that."

Feng Aotian immediately stepped forward, rolled up his sleeves, walked behind him, took him up with the blue silk floating on the water, and gently cleaned him, "Anyway, you have been seen by the master, compared to the beauties around him, But it's far away."

How has Xuanyuanyu been teased so much? His pride and self-esteem, as well as his proud appearance, are now worthless in Feng Aotian's eyes. He said solemnly, "Go away!"

Feng Aotian didn't care about his anger, but cleansed the blue silk for him self-consciously, with the blue silk wrapped around his fingertips, rubbing his scalp with just the right amount of strength.

Xuanyuan Yu has been tossing over the past few days, and Shicai still has anger. Now, after being rubbed so lightly by Feng Aotian, it has dissipated a lot, and then closed his eyes and fell asleep on the bathtub.

Feng Aotian dried his blue silk internally, lowered her head, looked at the mark she left on him, and remembered what she saw in the altar yesterday, her eyes sank, and now she has nowhere to go.

She raised her hand, her fingertips touched his shoulders, and then she picked up clear water and hit him. Xuanyuanyu was awakened by this behavior, and turned her eyes to meet Feng Aotian’s cold eyes, because of the water. Mist, her eyes were filled with air.

He was startled slightly, then raised his hand and did it himself.

Feng Aotian looked at him, "As the emperor, is there no one to wait for you to bathe?"

Xuanyuan Yu whispered, "I don't like being touched by others."

Feng Aotian knew the meaning of his words. He always did it by himself. She chuckled, "So, is the Lord the first person to bathe you?"

Xuanyuan Yu replied almost inaudibly, "Don't call yourself a master in front of me. It sounds awkward."

Feng Aotian laughed again, she is now accustomed to such a name, "What is it called?"

"As long as it's not this." Xuanyuan Yu said solemnly.

Feng Aotian thought about it for a moment, "Then talk about me in the future."

"Yeah." Xuanyuan Yu nodded and said.

"Then I change it, and you naturally want to change it." Feng Aotian is definitely not a loser.

"Okay." Xuanyuan Yu's rare obedience continued, "I'm done."

Feng Aotian looked at him, "Come out then."

"I have no clothes." Xuanyuan Yu said directly.

Feng Aotian clapped his hands lightly, "Bring the prepared clothes."

"Yes." According to Feng Aotian's instructions, Ziyun has quickly prepared a set of brocade robe made of brocade and satin, and now he has walked into the house with his hand.

Feng Aotian raised his hand, and sucked the tray in Ziyun's hand into his palm, and Ziyun immediately withdrew.

She put the tray on one side, took out the coat, looked at him, "Come out."

Xuanyuan Yu walked out of the bathtub uncomfortably, and Feng Aotian put his coat on him, then lifted up and walked out of the screen.

Xuanyuan Yu's eyes were faint. He lowered his head and looked at the shirt on his body. This material is what he likes so far, and the color is also the same. He raised his eyes, glanced at Feng Aotian, a strange emotion flashed under his eyes, and stepped up. Stepped out of the screen.

Feng Aotian looked at him, "After applying the medicine, I will send you back."

Xuanyuan Yu gave a faint hum, walked slowly to the side of the bed, and watched Feng Aotian walked over with the porcelain vase. He whispered, "You put the porcelain vase here and I will do it myself."

Feng Aotian sat on his side grinningly, hooked his fingers, and his shirt slipped off. She poured out the jade dew ointment and applied medicine to him.

Xuanyuan Yu fell back, "I'll do it myself."

Feng Aotian looked at him, "I know where the wound on your body is. Can you guarantee to apply it all?"

Xuanyuanyu stared at her for a long while, and no longer refused, just turned his head away from her.

Feng Aotian restrained her smile and gave him medicine seriously, but only missed the wound on the cinnabar mole on his chest. After the application, she put away the ointment, raised her hand, and renewed her coat. Put it on him, then got up, took the shirt over and looked at him, "You wear this shirt yourself?"

"Yeah." Xuanyuan Yu nodded and said.

Feng Aotian looked sideways and looked at him, "The minions by your side are really idle."

Xuanyuan Yu did not respond, but took the clothes and put on them properly, then walked to the dressing table and tied his hair.

Feng Aotian walked to his side and looked at his proficient technique. However, his left wrist was injured when he fought with her last night. Now, he is a little awkward and weak, and the jade crown has been tied several times, but it has not been tied.

Feng Aotian sighed, took the jade crown in his hand, picked up the jade comb, and tied his hair again, neatly tying his hair, and looked at him, "Okay."

Xuanyuan Yu is the person who pays the most attention to appearance. He looked at himself in the bronze mirror and saw that his clothes were properly dressed and there were no folds at all before he got up, turned around, and walked out.

Feng Aotian watched him return to his previous handsome and arrogant appearance, and said slowly, "Do you have to trim your lips before you can go out."

Xuanyuan Yu's feet took a pause, retracted, turned his head, looked at Feng Aotian, and hurriedly walked to the bronze mirror, and saw that his lips were red and swollen, and he looked like he was bitten. The light dimmed, then turned to look at Feng Aotian, "You did it on purpose."

Feng Aotian looked at him, "I have a way to make the redness disappear immediately."

Xuanyuan Yu looked at her, "Bring the ointment."

Feng Aotian went on to say, "Yulu ointment has the effect of removing blood stasis, and it can't instantly reduce swelling, but I have a way to get immediate results."

Xuanyuan Yu stared at her suspiciously, then turned around and wanted to leave, he didn't want to be fooled.

Feng Aotian tutted twice, "Since you like to keep it, then keep it, just so, now, when you go back, everyone under your hand can be seen."

Xuanyuan Yu had a pause, then turned around and walked in front of her, "How to eliminate it?"

Feng Aotian hooked his finger, "Sit down."

Xuanyuan Yu still looked at her with doubts, but still sat down.

Feng Aotian raised his hand, covering his eyes, "Close it."

Xuanyuan Yu felt the coldness in his eyes, and when he was about to speak, he felt the warmth on his lips. After a quick start, the warmth enveloped his lips and gently sucked in.

He was angry, knowing he was still fooled, and pushed Feng Aotian away, quickly got up, glaring at her, "You..."

Feng Aotian licked his lips, "Go and see, has the swelling gone?"

Xuanyuan Yu gave a cold snort, then turned around and looked into the bronze mirror. There was no redness or swelling. He turned his eyes and looked at her suspiciously, "Your lips..."

Feng Aotian raised his eyebrows and looked at him, "Why, I still want to try?"

Xuanyuan Yu let out a cold cry, "I'm sick."

Then he took a step, crossed Feng Aotian, and walked out.

He immediately stepped out of the Furong Pavilion and looked at the dark shadows outside. When the guard saw him, he quickly stopped and knelt on the ground together, "See the emperor!"

"Retreat all." Xuanyuan Yu stood with his hand in his hand, looking luxuriously.

Feng Aotian followed out and stood beside Xuanyuan Yu, "Let's go."

"Huh." Xuanyuan Yu let out a cold snort, then tapped his toes lightly, and the figure disappeared.

Feng Aotian also flew away immediately, Ziyun watched the master leave, stepped forward and looked at the soul, "Are you leaving too?"

"Yeah." The soul nodded, "Keep it well, be careful these days."

"Yeah." Ziyun nodded, watching the soul leave.

After a while, Xuanyuanyu landed on the temporary reel. When the soldiers saw him coming back, they knelt on the ground and said, "See the emperor!"

Chu Lingtian also heard the sound, and quickly walked out. Seeing that Xuanyuan Yu was safe and sound, his hanging heart was also let go, and he hurried forward, "The emperor."

"The order goes on, there is no need to set off for these few days." Xuanyuan Yu said with a gloomy face.

Chu Lingtian quickly responded, and then stepped back to the side.

Since Xuanyuan Yu returned to his camp, he saw that inside the tent, his attendant was still tapped in the acupuncture points, standing in place, seeing him coming back, his eyes were surprised.

Xuanyuan Yu stepped forward and raised his hand to relieve the acupuncture Dao for his attendants, but he couldn't get rid of it. He cursed in a low voice, this **** acupuncture effort.

Feng Aotian immediately landed in his camp, and with a flick of his finger, the people in the tent solved the acupuncture points and quickly surrounded her.

Xuanyuan Yu waved his hand, "All retreat."

"The emperor, this..." the attendant on the side said worriedly.

"Huh?" Xuanyuan Yu said solemnly.

"Yes, the subordinates retire." The waiter replied and retreated.

Feng Aotian then sat on the soft couch and looked at him with a calm face. He knew that he had completely hated himself 80% of the time. Now, if it weren't for that bet, he would definitely attack Feng Nation.

Feng Aotian had expected it a long time ago, so he made this bet with him. On the one hand, it was for the sake of peace in the past few days. On the other hand, he wanted to warn Xuanyuanyu that she Feng Aotian was not something he could handle at will. The important thing is that this person must be hers.

Xuanyuan Yu raised his eyes and looked at Feng Aotian, who was staring at him. He quickly turned around, picked up the scroll beside him, and turned it over with a loud voice.

Feng Aotian gave a low laugh, then got up, "I will stay here these few days, and have good news just like you."

Xuanyuanyu ignored her, lowered his head and looked at the scroll in front of him.

Feng Aotian chuckled again, "Then I won't bother you to read the book. I didn't expect you to have this ability and read the book upside down."

She curled her lips and smiled, then stepped out of the camp.

Xuanyuan Yu realized that the book in his hand was actually upside down. He immediately threw it to one side and muttered, "Huh, I just like it, what's the matter with you?"

Feng Aotian walked out of the camp and saw Father Cat already standing in front of her. Seeing her coming out, he rushed over and pulled her sleeves, "Master, the slave misses you so much."

Feng Aotian lowered her head and saw that the fingers he was pulling on her sleeves turned out to be bruised. Then she remembered that because she was holding his hand too hard last night, she raised her hand and put it down. In his palm, gently stroked his slender fingers, "How come there is no medicine?"

"Master, it doesn't matter." Mr. Cat smiled and took his hand out of her hand, and then leaned against her arms, "Master, the slave will not leave you."

Feng Aotian stroked his back lightly, his eyes flashed with faint light, and he took his hand, "Master, give you medicine."

"Okay." Father Cat nodded with a smile, and followed her obediently to another camp.

Xue Ke leaned on the soft couch lazily, watching the curtain rise, Feng Aotian and Father Cat walked in, she immediately got off the soft couch and smiled forward, "Master, you are back."

Feng Aotian lowered his eyes, looked at her, raised her wrist, grasped the pulse, and said lightly, "Happy pulse."

Xue Ke listened, and then pouted, "Master, will you let the servants leave this blood?"

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